The Poetical Works of John Milton, Volume 1Thomas Y. Crowell & Company, 1892 - 618 páginas |
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... taste ; he was also unpopular with the authorities , probably because of his outspoken criticism of the University system then in vogue . Nevertheless his abilities were recognised , and when he took his degree of Master of Arts , which ...
... taste ; he was also unpopular with the authorities , probably because of his outspoken criticism of the University system then in vogue . Nevertheless his abilities were recognised , and when he took his degree of Master of Arts , which ...
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... taste Brought Death into the world , and all our woe , With loss of Eden . ' " " This is a true enough description , inasmuch as the whole story bears on this point . But it is the vast comprehension of the story , both in space and ...
... taste Brought Death into the world , and all our woe , With loss of Eden . ' " " This is a true enough description , inasmuch as the whole story bears on this point . But it is the vast comprehension of the story , both in space and ...
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... taste delights In things unsavoury to sound appetites , Even so some brain - sicks live there now - a - days That lose themselves still in contrary ways— Preposterous wits that cannot row at ease On the smooth channel of our common seas ...
... taste delights In things unsavoury to sound appetites , Even so some brain - sicks live there now - a - days That lose themselves still in contrary ways— Preposterous wits that cannot row at ease On the smooth channel of our common seas ...
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... taste of living wight , as once it fled The lip of Tantalus . Thus roving on In confused march forlorn , the adventurous bands , With shuddering horror pale , and eyes aghast , Viewed first their lamentable lot , and found No rest ...
... taste of living wight , as once it fled The lip of Tantalus . Thus roving on In confused march forlorn , the adventurous bands , With shuddering horror pale , and eyes aghast , Viewed first their lamentable lot , and found No rest ...
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... taste thy folly , and learn by proof , Hell - born , not to contend with Spirits of Heaven . " To whom the Goblin , full of wrath , replied : " Art thou that Traitor - Angel , art thou he , Who first broke peace in Heaven and faith ...
... taste thy folly , and learn by proof , Hell - born , not to contend with Spirits of Heaven . " To whom the Goblin , full of wrath , replied : " Art thou that Traitor - Angel , art thou he , Who first broke peace in Heaven and faith ...
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Adam Aldersgate Street Angels arms beast behold bliss called Chaos Christ's College cloud Comus dark death deep delight divine dread dwell Earth edition Empyrean English eternal evil eyes fair faith Father fear fire friends fruit glory gods grace hand happy Harefield hath heard heart Heaven Heavenly Hell Henry Lawes highth hill honour John Milton King labour Lady Latin light live Long Parliament Lord Ludlow Castle Lycidas masque Milton mind night o'er Paradise Lost Paradise Regained peace Petty France poem poet praise reign replied round Samson Samson Agonistes Satan seemed Serpent shalt sight song Sonnet soon spake Sphere Spirit stars stood sweet taste thee thence thine things thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tree verse virtue voice whence wings wonder words World
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Página 534 - That to the faithful herdman's art belongs! What recks it them? What need they? They are sped; And when they list, their lean and flashy songs Grate on their scrannel pipes of wretched straw; The hungry sheep look up, and are not fed, But swol'n with wind and the rank mist they draw Rot inwardly, and foul contagion spread: Besides what the grim wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said: — But that two-handed engine at the door Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more.
Página 533 - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise 70 (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights, and live laborious days; But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears, And slits the thin-spun life. "But not the praise...
Página 484 - The oracles are dumb, No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving. No nightly trance, or breathed spell, Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
Página 115 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening
Página 495 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful jollity, Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek : Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Página 546 - CYRIACK, this three years' day these eyes, though clear, To outward view, of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot; Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year, Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask ? The conscience, friend, to have lost them overplied In Liberty's defence, my noble task, Of which all...
Página 13 - I am now indebted, as being a work not to be raised from the heat of youth, or the vapours of wine, like that which flows at waste from the pen of some vulgar amorist, or the trencher fury of a riming parasite, nor to be obtained by the invocation of Dame Memory and her Siren Daughters, but by devout prayer to that Eternal Spirit who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases.
Página 61 - HIGH on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind, Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold, Satan exalted sat, by merit raised To that bad eminence...
Página 518 - The unpolluted temple of the mind, And turns it by degrees to the soul's essence, Till all be made immortal : but when lust By unchaste looks, loose gestures, and foul talk ; But most by lewd and lavish act of sin, Lets in defilement to the inward parts, The soul grows clotted by contagion, Imbodies, and imbrutes, till she quite lose The divine property of her first being.
Página 535 - Weep no more, woeful shepherds, weep no more, For Lycidas, your sorrow, is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor. So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...